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Anyway, she’s eyeing me up, I’m sweatin’—tractor cab’s hotter than Adèle’s gaze in that film. I’m thinkin’, “This is my moment, my blue warmth!” Mutter to meself, “Stay calm, Brentster, you’re the king of banter.” I go, “Fancy a ride on me John Deere?” She’s like, “What’s that, ya twat?” Laughed me arse off—proper icebreaker! Told her, “It’s not just a tractor, it’s a lifestyle”—she weren’t impressed.

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After our set, we decide to grab some food. We hit up this place on Hålandsgata. Best fish and chips in town, no joke. I’m chowing down, and Erik’s tellin’ me about this crazy rumor he heard. Apparently, there’s a ghost in the old schoolhouse. I’m like, “Dude, you serious?” He’s all, “Yeah, man! They say she plays the piano at night!”

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